Chapter 1490 Is there any other Mr. Mo?

He has held the position of illegitimate son for Mo Nanjue for seventeen years, and everyone still looks at him like an illegitimate son. Isn't this enough?!

Mo Beiyan's eyes darkened, and his demonic eyes were bleeding. He turned around and lifted Tong Ran up from the edge of the bed, "You yell again?!"

Tong Ran frowned, her lower abdomen felt uncomfortable in this posture, she waved her hands, "I know I was wrong..."

Mo Beiyan pulled her in front of him. He leaned forward and met her eyes, "You see clearly, I am not Mo Nanjue."

"I know, I know everything..." Tong Ran nodded sharply, "Mo Nanjue, I know you are angry..."

Mo Beiyan: "..."

He felt that he was really crazy. What could he say to a woman who had a high fever?!

Mo Beiyan let go of his hand, and Tong Ran's body slid down. He sighed and walked away. When he reached the door, he turned back, pulled her up and threw her on the bed.

Tong Ran was lying curled up, her fair and round shoulders exposed from her torn open collar. She was whimpering and still talking nonsense.

"Women are trouble!" Mo Beiyan frowned. He pulled the quilt over Tong Ran and dialed the family doctor.

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When Tong Ran woke up again, it was already the morning of the third day.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, her whole body hurt as if she had been crushed, and her arms were too heavy to lift up.

The door to the room was pushed open, and the maid came in carrying a plate with a bowl of soup inside, "Miss Tong, you're awake."

Tong Ran frowned, and the servant came over to help her up, "Drink this first."

Tong Ran opened his mouth, his throat was hoarse, "This is..."

"It's a supplement. You have signs of threatened miscarriage, so you need to take more supplements." The servant didn't know, she took a pillow and put it behind Tong Ran, "These are all Mr. Mo's orders."

Mr. Mo? Tong Ran suddenly raised his head, "Which Mr. Mo?"

The servant picked up the porcelain bowl and prepared to feed her some medicine, "Who else is there, Mr. Mo?"

boom!

Tong Ran opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed. The medicine in the servant's hand was knocked to the ground. She quickly grabbed her and said, "You can't get out of bed..."

Tong Ran had already ran out of the room.

She was barefoot and wearing a pure white long nightgown. Tong Ran ran all the way down from the room, shouting as he ran, "Mo Nanjue?"

The villa was empty, with few people around. Tong Ran rushed down the stairs, and when he turned the corner, he saw a person standing on the balcony.

The man stood leaning on the railing, his tall and slender figure wrapped in a pure black bathrobe. His hands were folded, and his slightly bent back covered his burgundy hair.

Tong Ran's eyes lit up, she rushed over in a few steps, opened the balcony door, "Mo Nanjue!"

The cigarette butt in Mo Beiyan's hand flickered, and the spark burned his fingertips. He threw it away with a hiss, and when he straightened up, his waist was tightly hugged.

Tongran's little face was buried in his strong back, "I thought you were gone."

Here it is again.

Mo Beiyan's handsome face turned cold. He pulled away Tong Ran's hand, turned around and pinched her chin, "Master Ran, look clearly, am I Mo Nanjue or who am I?"

Tong Ran was startled. She raised her head, her pupils were enlarging continuously, her burgundy hair was dazzling, "You..."

Mo Beiyan stretched out his hand and patted her face. He patted her face so hard that half of her cheeks turned red. "Go on, tell me why I haven't left yet. Why don't you cry?"
Chapter completed!